Rain Opens Old Wound

Rain Opens Old Wound

Rain Opens Old Wound

Rain Opens Old Wound

Sent by : Nadila Putri Ramadhani

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I like rain…

He reminded me of him

He tied me to love

He dragged me at dusk

I don’t want to forget

The feeling in the red field is still left

Imagined to the west the taste depends

With the rain the feeling fused

(Also read other poem at : Heart is Waiting in Long Distance)

Rain this time is so different

Different because at the end of the night

Lonely gripping boredom

Playing sleepiness blinds the eyes

(Also read other article at : Meaning and Kind of Cloud) read more

Real Love is Unreal

Real Love is Unreal

Real Love is Unreal

Sent by : Theresia Feby Auralya

Instagram : @theresiafebya 

Real Love is Unreal

Among the rustling of the wind

Do you come to blaspheme two people

You come to your peruse

With no end to pass

Berween the dew removed by the sun

You sometimes like flowers that bloom

Which is always warmed by the morning sun

Which is not removed like the morning dew

(Also read : Sorry for not Loving You)

Sometimes a story about you

Reaping endless stories

Reap an endless feeling

Problems come when two people no longer love

Like a heavy rain coming whitout clouds read more